Drake's POV,
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?!" I whisper yelled at her while grabbing hold of her left arm to stop her from opening another door.
I didn't know what made me do that, but I think it's probably because I had to actually stop her before she spoils our chances of getting out of here due to her recklessness.
"I'm trying to find the way out of this place," she turned to stare at me for a moment after speaking.
"I think it should be one of these doors," she said again wiggling her eyebrows a little as if she was waiting for me to tell her to go on with her search.
I stared at her, stunned for a moment, not quite sure how to feel about the fact that she wasn't the least bit scared of what she might find from opening all those doors.
"We, need to at least try to find something, even if we don't really find a way out...think of it as familiarizing yourself with the environment," she tried to convince me.
